Monroe, who also had thousands of combat experiences, would not be collapsed by this sudden increase in pressure, but the pressure became his motivation, facing a strong enemy like Fang Chunliang, his face showed unprecedented solemnity, and his monstrous murderous aura was released again without reservation.

Fang Chunliang was not careless, Monroe, the **oss of the Heavenly King, had already proved himself with his strength before, and anyone who was careless would die in his hands, which was a relatively strong opponent.

Pinching his fingers, Fang Chunliang said playfully, "Come on, let me see how many catties you have as the boss of Skynet." ”

"Hmph. Monroe snorted coldly, and secretly took out a few flying knives from his chest, the surface of these flying knives was smeared with a layer of red sticky glue, Monroe didn't look at Fang Chunliang at all, and directly threw out three flying knives, and then his body flew up like a ghost.

In the face of a strong enemy like Fang Chunliang, Monroe naturally did not dare to hold it up, he wanted to use all the advantages that could be used to seize all the opportunities that could be seized, only in this way could he win, otherwise in a simple normal fight, he would lose nine out of ten, and he would have no chance of winning at all.

If it was usual, Monroe would have run away a long time ago, and he would not face Fang Chunliang head-on at all, he had always been in the spirit of staying in Qingshan without fear of running out of firewood, and forbearance to take a step back, but he didn't do this again, he had cultivated the elite for more than ten years, and today he was almost killed and wounded, even if he could escape, he would have no place to stand after escaping back, without those elite subordinates, how long would it take for him to make a comeback? He is now in his forties, and when he is middle-aged, he has long lost his original hard work and fighting spirit.

Therefore, Monroe can only give it a go, and if he wins, he can win everything, and if he loses, he has nothing, and he has to take his own life.

Gambling with his life, how could Monroe not give it his all?

The flying knife was just trying to restrict Fang Chunliang's actions, Monroe didn't think about using the flying knife to hurt Fang Chunliang at all, in the previous battle, he also knew that Fang Chunliang's secret weapon technique was not below him, dealing with a secret weapon master, using a secret weapon to hurt the other party, it was undoubtedly a bit too naïve.

However, this does not mean that the hidden weapon has no effect, the hidden weapon is strange and invisible, such as the flying knife used by Monroe at the moment, all of which are smeared with poison, once the skin is cut by the flying knife, the human body is infected with poison, then it will be lifeless, even if the master of the Supreme Realm is carelessly injured by this kind of hidden weapon smeared with poison, it is also very dangerous.

The three flying knives were all eerily red, Fang Chunliang knew that it was very likely that the flying knives were smeared with poison such as crane top red, his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his robe, the three flying knives all fell into his palm.

Looking down, Fang Chunliang suddenly understood that his guess was correct, these three flying knives were all smeared with poison.

Life and death struggle, as long as you can kill the other party, no matter what method you use, after all, this is not a competition. Of course, Fang Chunliang understood what Monroe had done, his eyes were cold, and with the same flick of his hand, three flying knives smeared with poison instantly took the lives of the three Skynet silver killers ten meters away.

Several silver killers were nervously fighting for their boss Monroe, and they originally wanted to watch a fierce and exciting duel, but who would have thought that Fang Chunliang and other top well-known figures in the underground world would suddenly attack them.

"Abominable, despicable. Monroe saw that three more silver killers had died on his side, and he couldn't help but roar, at this moment, his heart was really dripping blood, and almost all of these gold and silver killers he had cultivated for many years were killed and injured today, and this loss was too great for him.

"Each other, each other. Fang Chunliang replied, facing Monroe who rushed over, he moved half a step forward with his left foot and greeted Monroe with a I-shaped step.

The two of them quickly fought each other in short quarters, fighting frantically, and in the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged more than a dozen moves, and the arms of both of them were covered with white mist, which was the embodiment of hard qigong urging to the extreme.

Hard qigong has an excellent defensive effect on the human body, ordinary people practice hard qigong for two or three years, the hands and feet and body bones will be very hard, and it is difficult for ordinary fists and feet to hurt them, and people who have achieved cultivation are almost difficult to hurt with sticks, like Fang Chunliang and Monroe, who have cultivated hard qigong to a very high and profound realm, and the hard qi is close to the point of substantiation, its defense is very terrifying.

With hard qigong, Monroe and Fang Chunliang circled for a few minutes, but gradually, it became more and more difficult for him to parry, Fang Chunliang's strength was much greater than him, in the case that his skills were not as good as the opponent's, and his strength was even worse than the opponent's, Monroe had to consume a lot of energy every time he blocked, and every time he shook hard, the load on his body was not small.

After holding on a few more times, Monroe panicked, he already felt the breath of death, he couldn't care about anything else at the moment, turned his head and fled frantically, no matter whether he could rise in Dongshan or not, he would save his life first, and then talk about it, leaving Qingshan in the green mountains without fear of no firewood, and his life would be lost, but there would be nothing.

"Want to run?" Fang Chunliang immediately caught up, this time was the best time to kill Monroe, if he missed this time, he was escaped by this cunning fox, and the next time he wanted to kill him, he didn't know that he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Monroe's light skills are elegant and ghostly, his steps are brisk, and he runs dozens of meters away after a few ups and downs, and Fang Chunliang's light skills are not as clever as Monroe, he is good at footwork, and he is not too proficient in things like light skills, but the so-called one force will drop ten times, and the strange force is chaotic, his strength has reached a terrifying level, and the speed of the full force explosion is much faster than that of Monroe, who performs light skills.

The advantage of light power is to combine the delicate footwork with the body method, and the technique of lifting and longitudinal movement is to the extreme, and people who perform light power and run will save a lot of physical strength than normal people who have no rules.

With the same ups and downs, Fang Chunliang had already come behind Mo Luo, he didn't hesitate, and directly split out with one palm.

Feeling the huge pressure behind him, Monroe was anxious, at this moment, if he turned back to block, he would definitely take a beat slower, but if he didn't block, he could only bear Fang Chunliang's palm, chasing Fang Chunliang, he was like a kitten, and Fang Chunliang was a tiger.

Even though the kitten is extremely dexterous, the explosive power of the tiger is beyond doubt, especially in an open place, although Monroe's light skills have been exerted to the extreme, running as if he is floating, very elegant, but Fang Chunliang caught up with it in a few jumps.

Rumble.

Monroe gritted his teeth and burst out with the potential of his whole body, urging the light power to the extreme, wanting to dodge Fang Chunliang's palm.

Seeing that Monroe's speed suddenly skyrocketed, Ma Sang pulled away from him, and Fang Chunliang was also anxious, "It's your honor to die at my hands." When this palm Fang Chunliang was casting, Fu Zhi's heart remembered that day he had a discussion with Xiao Ju, the maid beside Yulia, the lord of Death Valley, and the other party's Paiyun palm, and he cast the thunderbolt palm in Paiyun's palm at this moment.

The biggest feature of this style is that it is fast, fast to the extreme, as fast as lightning, that day Xiao Ju performed this move, Fang Chunliang also did not react at all and hit the move directly, fortunately, Xiao Ju's skills are not in place, and it is a competition, and his physical fitness and hard qigong are there, so he is not injured, but for the swiftness of this palm, he still remembers it vividly, and his heart is palpitating.

Burst.

Hit Pai Yun in the back, Monroe's body fell directly to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he was in mid-air.

This palm did not directly kill Monroe, but it also completely shattered the tendons and bones on Monroe's back, and even if Monroe was saved, he would be a waste. At this moment, Monroe twisted his head and looked at Fang Chunliang with a dead and disbelieving expression, and squirmed his throat with difficulty, "How can this be, how can this palm hit me, how is this possible." ”

"There are many impossible things, and you are more than innocent. Fang Chunliang said coldly, there was not the slightest mercy between his words, Monroe deserves to die, there are not ten thousand people who died in his hands, but eight thousand, and there are many innocent people, Fang Chunliang is also a killer, but he rarely attacks the old, weak, women and children and innocent people, and Monroe is different, as long as he doesn't like it or hinders him, he will kill him, even his subordinates are no exception.

"Yes, I am innocent of death, I have killed countless people in my life, and finally being able to die at the hands of you, the king of killers, is not an insult to my reputation. Before he died, he asked curiously, "What was your palm just now?" tell me, let me die." ”

Seeing that Monroe obviously had more air in and less breath, Fang Chunliang knew that Monroe was really dying, and secretly sighed that the Paiyun Palm was worthy of being one of the Death Valley Lord Yuria's peerless skills, it was indeed powerful, he said, "You are indeed worthy of your death, although I killed you, but this move to kill you is the Death Valley Lord Yuria's peerless Cloud Palm, haha, this is also thanks to you, if it wasn't for the critical moment, I wouldn't have used this trick." ”

"It turned out to be the mastery of Yuria, the lord of Death Valley, Pai Yun Zhang, this is a thunderbolt style, indeed, I am worth dying. Monroe swallowed his breath after speaking. In the underworld, Yuria, the lord of Death Valley, is almost a god-like figure, and Monroe once had the privilege of fighting with Yuria, the lord of Death Valley, once, but he has not held up ten moves in the opponent's hand.

Monroe, the boss of the Skynet Killer Organization that crisscrossed the underground world, died, at the hands of Fang Chunliang. And the remnants of the gold and silver killers in Skynet saw that their bosses were dead, and everyone had no intention of fighting at this time, they just wanted to escape.

Puff puff puff.

How could Fang Chunliang let go of these people, the toothpick in his hand was like a life talisman, accurately shooting the throat of these panicked killers, these killers were all fatal by a blow, and in less than a moment, the remaining seven or eight Skynet killers also went to Huangquan to report like their boss.